[_Seizes his hand and leads him to the_ COLONEL.]
Colonel, he is no longer editor; we have outwitted him; you have your
satisfaction.
COLONEL (_holding out his arms to him_).
Come, Oldendorf! For what happened I have been sorry since the moment
we parted.
OLDENDORF.
My honored friend!
ADELAIDE (_pointing to the door on the left_).
There is some one else in there who wants to take part in the
reconciliation. It might be Mr. Gabriel Henning.
IDA _appears at the side door_.
IDA.
Edward!
[OLDENDORF _hurries to the door_, IDA _meets him, he embraces
her. Both leave on the left. The_ COLONEL _follows_.]
ADELAIDE (_sweetly_).
Before asking you, Mr. von Senden, to interest yourself in the editing
of the newspaper, I beg you to read through this correspondence which
I received as a contribution to my columns.
SENDEN (_takes a glance at them_).
Miss Runeck, I don't know whose indiscretion--
ADELAIDE.
Fear none on my part. I am a newspaper proprietor, and (_with, marked
emphasis_) shall keep editorial secrets.
[SENDEN _bows_.]
May I ask
for the deed, Judge? And will you gentlemen be kind enough to ease the
mind of the vendor as to the outcome of the transaction?
[_Mutual
bows_. SENDEN _and_ SCHWARZ _leave_.]
ADELAIDE (_after a short pause_).
Now, Mr. Bolz, what am I going to do about you?
BOLZ.
I am prepared for anything. I am surprised at nothing any more. If
some one should go straight off and spend a capital of a hundred
millions in painting negroes white with oil-colors, or in making
Africa four-cornered, I should not let it astonish me.
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